FCY Chapter 48
by VolareA bet…
“How about we go eat first? Give Qing Lu some time alone?”
Wu Xinming suggested.
“Agreed.” Luo Yan responded positively. He was indeed a little hungry now, having not eaten anything since getting up.
“Mm.”
Cen Xi secretly ruffled Luo Yan’s hair, earning a glare from Luo Yan.
“I won’t go, I’m still short on my streaming quota for this month.” Wu Xinshen found a reason to return to the SY Base, “Wu Xinming, bring me back some food, buy some candy while you’re at it.”
“Got it, bro.”
“Don’t forget Qing Lu’s.” Wu Xinshen took a step into the SY Base and then retreated, reminding everyone.
“When did my brother start caring about such trivial matters?” Wu Xinming looked at Wu Xinshen’s back with a confused expression. “I’ve never seen him care about this kind of thing before!”
Unlike Wu Xinming’s confusion, Luo Yan sensed a hint of something fishy. It seemed like Brother Xinshen’s concern for Qing Lu was a little excessive. Did he have feelings for him? Or did he feel a sense of responsibility as a senior towards Qing Lu?
“Brother, let’s make a bet. I think Brother Xinming’s position in Brother Xinshen’s heart is about to decline again.”
Luo Yan shook Cen Xi’s hand, consciously following behind Wu Xinming and Zhu Zi, enjoying their own time together.
“If you lose, what happens?” Cen Xi’s voice was lazy. He didn’t care about the punishment for losing, he was just following Luo Yan’s lead.
“Lose?” Luo Yan pretended to ponder, but in reality, he already had an idea in his head, “Hmm… the loser has to unconditionally obey the winner, how about that?”
“Then… at your disposal?” Cen Xi chuckled. Regardless of winning or losing, he was willing to be at Luo Yan’s disposal.
“Is brother so spineless?” Luo Yan hugged Cen Xi’s arm.
Cen Xi just smiled and didn’t say anything. In front of Luo Yan, Cen Xi didn’t need to have integrity, he just needed to be thick-skinned.
Mealtime passed quickly. When the group returned, Qing Lu and Wu Xinshen were each sitting in their respective positions, playing games.
The corners of Qing Lu’s eyes were red, and it was clear that he had been crying. Wu Xinshen sat expressionlessly in his seat, not caring about the other person in the room. Since the two people’s positions were far apart, people who didn’t know might think that these were two strangers sitting in a room, each doing their own thing.
No way? Could it be that I was wrong? Luo Yan felt the atmosphere between the two, which was neither awkward nor not awkward, and fell into self-doubt.
Besides Wu Xinshen and Qing Lu, no one knew what had happened in the training room during this time.
You had to look very closely to see Qing Lu’s red ears.
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Soon, the day of the official match arrived. The SY team got up early to go to the competition venue.
“Why is our team’s luck so good!” Wu Xinming roared to the sky, “The CS team is playing in the afternoon, why am I playing in the morning? I have to go on stage before my head is clear, I can’t fully display my true level!”
“Your true level is?” Cen Xi asked mercilessly, straightened his body to make sure Luo Yan, who was lying on his shoulder, could sleep comfortably, and put his hand on Luo Yan’s shoulder.
Luo Yan leaned on Cen Xi and slept very peacefully and comfortably.
“I…” Wu Xinming was choked. He didn’t really know where his strength lay either. As for the competition, just play seriously and casually, improvising was Wu Xinming’s biggest advantage.